Jenny entered the room as the instructions had told her, she walked to the table and immediately began to undress; in front of her on the table she noticed the items she was supposed wear. She shuddered inwardly as her eyes took in the items on the table, she wondered how the hell the purchaser of these items had managed to find her size and if indeed the items would actually fit. As she let her blouse drop into the basket, a strange thought ran through her mind, would she ever see these items again. Quickly she dropped her bra into the same basket and this was just as quickly followed by her skirt and her panties. Now standing naked and alone; a spine tingling chill ran down her back as she wondered just how she had managed to get herself into this, all alone in a strange house and in this particular situation and whether or not she really had the courage to do exactly as she was told.

She now turned her attention to the items on the table and the first item she picked up was a bright red satin Basque, she set this to one side and then began to go through the few meagre items that remained on the table. As promised there was a little bit of choice but not much, she had a choice of the panties that she could wear, whether they were the bright red lacy ones or the navy blue school type. She also had a choice of skirts to wear it could either be a wraparound moderately short mini or a granny type ankle length heavy duty skirt. Of course this was no real choice at all for the 5 foot six slim blonde Jenny, after all she did not want to appear a frump because she always prided herself on her fuller figure and her sexy nature.

So she quickly managed to put on the satin Basque, the bright red lacy panties and chose the short wraparound skirt to complete her appearance. She was amazed that the Basque fitted perfectly and normally this would only have been achieved by having it either handmade or with alterations to an off-the-peg item, likewise the panties were a snug comfortable fit and the skirt was just the right length so as not to show her cunt. As she turned she caught a glimpse of herself in the window reflection and even she nearly let out a whistle of approval, she looks sexy but not cheap and distasteful.

Now her heart raced as she waited for the next part of the initiation to take place, she glanced at the clock on the mantelpiece and its fingers seemed stuck as they did not appear to move while she watched them. The minutes seemed like hours as she waited for the person to arrive who would escort her into another room to face her test. Oh courage to not fail me now she kept saying to herself as she waited and she physically jumped when the door opened and into the room walked a large busty coloured woman who appeared to be wearing a basic French maid's outfit. The woman was clearly not wearing a bra as almost hypnotically Jenny watched her tits bounce as she walked and she could clearly see the aroused nipples poking out against the white lace of the apron, Jenny suspected that this woman was not wearing panties under the short skirt but did not have the courage to ask her.

As the woman approached Jenny she simply said follow me and then turned and walked towards the same door that she had entered the room by, as she walked Jenny could not help but notice the undulation of the woman's hips and her swaying of the cheeks of her arse, in fact they seemed almost hypnotic in their effect. Jenny walked 10 paces behind the woman and each step she took she swore her cunt jumped and tingled in excitement. Once out into the hallway the woman led her up a flight of stairs and off to the right before stopping outside a closed door; when Jenny stood beside her and the woman reached forward and gave three loud knocks on the door. With this the woman indicated that Jenny should stay where she was and the woman herself turned and walked off to the left.

After what seemed like ages the door creaked as it opened and a hand beckoned her to enter, as she entered the room she passed the man who's hand had bade her to enter and suddenly she was blinded by bright lights. A voice from out of nowhere told her to take seven steps forward turn 90° to her right and then stand with her feet 18 inches apart and her hands above her head clasping each other. Jenny simply obeyed and once in place suddenly felt the cold steel of a pair of handcuffs as they locked in place around her wrists, now Jenny became aware of a whirring sound and suddenly felt her wrists being pulled even higher until she was on tiptoe. She was tempted to close her legs in order to stand taller but was glad she resisted when she felt the same cold steel feeling on her left ankle and felt that ankle being pulled to the left, seconds later she felt the same sensation on her right ankle as that was pulled to the right. Jenny now could not move; even worse she was powerless to prevent anything happening to her that the stranger's chose to carry out.

Jenny was suspended like this for what seemed an eternity but in fact was only 10 min when suddenly the lights dimmed and she was able to look around the room and to her amazement she saw seven men and three women who she did not know. Just as she was about to lose her nerve, she saw a door open and in step someone she did know, Matthew was the guy from her office who had befriended her and on several occasions taken her out for meals and it was to him that she had confided all her inner secrets, which had led to her current position.

The last time they had gone out for a meal Jenny had a little bit too much to drink and had confessed that she fancied Matthew and even worse he had coaxed out of her one of her fantasies, which now led to her being helpless in front of the strangers. Matthew walked forward until he stood in front of Jenny and reaching into his pocket he produced a ball gag, which he quickly and tightly fastened in place. Now not only was Jenny unable to move she was unable to speak also, then Matthew undid her skirt and whipped it away leaving Jenny exposed everyone's view.

Two of the strange men stepped forward and from their own pockets produced pairs of scissors, then quickly they cut the sides of her panties and laughed as the material fell to the floor revealing Jenny's freshly shaven cunt to everyone's gaze. No matter what Jenny did she just could not close her legs enough to hide her cunt and to be honest even that was the least of her worries as one of the ladies step forward and quickly reached behind Jenny and unzipped the satin Basque. In an instant Jenny's tits were free and on view to all and sundry, and Matthew laughingly told everyone that Jenny had confessed to liking her 38 DD tits to be tied and spanked. As if by magic one of the other men suddenly produced a length of soft silk Japanese rope and began to bind Jenny's tits.

Now not been able to prevent any of this happening to her, did not alarm Jenny in the slightest instead it just cranked up the level of horniness a notch or two. In fact it turned Jenny on so much that her cunt went into overdrive producing juice which was now visibly running down her inner thighs and she thought to herself that if anyone even breathed on her clit she would have orgasm without it being touched. Despite the uncomfortable feeling of her tits been bound her nipples were rock hard and she almost wished that someone would touch them just to trigger another orgasm.

Jenny's tits now looked red an angry and bloated because of the rope binding them so tight and her nipples had become really sensitive in this situation, so much so that when Matthew told everyone to line up Jenny nearly fainted as she saw them all carrying small strops, she could only guess on which part of her body they would use these but she figured her tits were bound to be someone's targets. The first person in line was a woman and sure enough the first strike of the strop landed squarely on her right nipple, a short sharp stinging sensation suddenly transformed itself into small electric currents heading directly to her cunt and the sensation was such that another flood of juice escaped her cunt lips, this was not missed by the woman who simply ran her fingers along Jenny's cunt lips and then tasted the sweet clear nectar.

The next person in the line was a man and he chose to lay his strop across Jenny's rear and once more the instant pain transmitted as an electric current to her cunt and she felt hotter than ever before and her arse began to glow red from the first strike. It seemed that the people in the line had their own ideas as to where they were going to use the strop on Jenny's body as her tits, cunt, and arse seemed to attract equal amounts of hits. Each of these hits took Jenny nearer and nearer to an orgasm but it seemed well worked out that the last of the strikes was delivered and as yet Jenny still had not managed to come.

As the pain that Jenny suffered seemed to melt into a warm hazy afterglow, she found that she was still on a sexual high and almost desperate to release the tension that had built up to the point where she still had not come, Jenny was thinking of all the things that she found a sexual turn on trying to concentrate her mind on taking her body over the edge and delivering that orgasm.